MAZ POV
My thoughts ran away with me while I was showering, and now, well, I need him again. Walking out, he’s laid back on the bed. Walking to him, I climb onto him. My lips find his and he moans while wrapping his arms around me.
My hands wrap around his cock, before he grips them and stops me.
“Please?” I pout and look at him.
“Shit. No. Babes, ya gonna be late for work, and if I fuck ya again, I ain’t stoppin’. Tonight, I swear,” he kisses me and pushes me off him. I watch as he walks through to shower.
Sighing, I grab my clothes and get dressed. He walks back through and smirks at me.
“How are we doing this, King? My car is at home.” He brought me here on his bike.
“You can come on my bike. I’ll drop ya off after,” he says as he grabs his jacket and puts it on.
“People will see us, Kin
Maz POVWalking into the class, I go to my desk, and everyone looks at me.“You’re late today, Miss,” Jessica looks at me.“I apologise. Okay, let’s do a recap today and see what you all remember,” I say and sit before opening the laptop.“Ya alright, Miss?” King looks at me, and I nod. “Don’t look it.”“I’m fine, King. Focus, please,” I reply. He nods but watches me throughout the entire class. Towards the end, I give them a task that doesn’t involve me so I can prepare for King’s questions.Something I know he will have. My eyes glance down and stop at the paper. I look up, and King is staring at the papers in front of him in concentration.I know I need to stop calling him a boy. He isn’t. The age difference between me and King is nothing compared to the age difference between me and Edwa
Maz POVI pull into the compound and stop the car. As I get out, a guy looks at me and laughs.“Na, ya would be best just scrappin’ that shit. It’s old. The cost for the windows alone ain’t worth it,” the guy calls over while laughing.“Well, I don’t want a new car, thanks. I like this one,” I shout in reply. He stands and walks to me while wiping his hands. I watch as he paces around the car and glances at it.“Shit isn’t worth it. The amount ya would pay for the windows and lights could get another one of these in better condition,” he mutters and kicks the wheel.“Well, I already said I want this one,” I snap back, feeling annoyed. If I get a new car, it tells Edward he won. I won’t let him fucking win.“Look, is King here?” I ask. He looks at me, amused. “He told me to bring i
Maz POVEdward looks at me, and I decide to tell him everything.“You see sex as a way to create a baby, which is fine, but you knew I didn’t. Your idea of sex is that, but it doesn’t align with most people’s ideas of sex. You would shout and call me names if I even tried to touch myself. I was only allowed two glasses of wine. Any more was seen as bad.”His mouth opens, and my hand goes up.“You plan things with my parents and don’t tell me. Like I’m not part of this marriage, and my parents have more rights within it than I do. You brought in a woman and fucked her every night. You ignored that you’re the issue when it comes to having kids. You got pleasure from making me feel less of a woman for not getting pregnant,” I say it all and then go quiet.Edward looks at me; nothing he says or does will make me stay. I will pretend to be, in the hope that he
Maz POVI take the phone out of my pocket and hit Edward’s name.“Yes?”“I’m sorry,” I whisper.“You know, if you come back, you need to make them aware you’re no longer part of their gang, right?” It’s not a gang. I fight back, swearing at him.“I know. I will.” I say.“Bullshit, Mazikeen, you didn’t fight much to stay!” He shouts.“I promise I will. I need you to promise me, Edward, if I come back, you will tell me everything. I want to know everything about that night I was raped and everything after. I want to know who she is and where she is, and you can’t stop me from speaking to her,” I say, waiting.“If you come back, then I will tell you everything. It’s late, so stay at your place tonight and come tomorrow morning. I love you.” His words have me nodding.Opening my mouth
KingI get off the bike and walk in. Ignoring the eye rolls, I walk to where Rose is, and she smiles at us.“Keep her safe, right?” I ask, and she nods. “I mean it, Rose, watch her.” There’s more to her fuckin’ story, and if she doesn’t know, then we don’t know if she’s safe or not.“I swear, we won’t even drink,” Rose smiles, and I nod. Kissing Mazikeen, I walk to the table.“See ya didn’t listen,” Colt laughs.“Fuck off, need to talk to ya’s,” I turn and walk through, taking my seat at the table, I watch them walk in.“We can’t kill him, not when she went back to him,” my dad speaks and sits.“Not about Edward. it’s possibly about The Bears and their link to her,” I say and watch them go silent.“Link to her
Maz POVKing sat me with Rose and went to speak to his brothers before coming out and dragging me into a room. I sat there while Doc looked over the scar and watched his concentration.He seemed to be working out what the mark was, or at least I thought so. He said he had to keep working on it, so maybe he hadn’t.Afterwards, King once again took me back through and sat me with Rose. Now, we’re in a shop, and she’s guiding me through some clothing that I might want.I don’t typically wear jeans. Most of my wardrobe is conservative, so the clothing in this shop is way out of my element. Then again, the clothing I wear is what my mother and Edward had me buy.So I guess this is a new start, which means a new me and new clothes.“She needs a jacket!” Ebony walks across the store and begins looking through them.“I agree, leather jacket, go try some on,” Ro
MAZ POVLast night passed quickly. I’ve hardly seen King all day; I’ve spent most of my time with Rose, Ebony, and some of the other ladies. We’ve been getting things cooked for the fundraiser. The guys set everything up outside, but we’re doing more of the organising and cooking.“That’s Avril,” Ebony nudges me, and I look across at the woman. She’s King’s age and is stunning. Blonde hair floats down her back, and her breasts are pushed up so high they are basically not even in her top anymore.I groan at the fact she’s wearing hot pants and has her stomach on full display, and here I am, covered up.“Don’t worry, she’s not important,” Ebony smiles at me. “You’re going to meet Kian today,” she says, and I nod.Kian is King’s younger brother. I’ve not met him yet, but apparently, he l
Maz POVI keep smiling at King, and he mutters something about Rose being a bad influence. Grabbing my hands, he pulls me from the floor but doesn’t stop.I end up wrapped around his body, and he walks into the toilets. I laugh slightly, and he groans.“I’m sorry, I should have hit her quicker,” I joke, and he laughs. He pushes me against the wall and stares at me.“Ya do realise what ya fuckin’ shouted, right?” He asks, and I think back, but I don’t. My head shakes, and he chuckles. What did I shout? I blame Rose. She gave me too much alcohol. “Rather than telling me,” he says, and I watch as he unfastens my jeans and pulls them down.“Step out, babes,” I lift my feet and step out of them, confused by what I shouted out as he hasn’t told me yet. “As I was sayin’, rather than tellin’ me ya fuckin’ loved m
Caleb’s POVThe roar of the bikes fills the air as we pull up to the clubhouse. It’s been months since the twins were born, and life hasn’t slowed down for a second. I park my bike and glance over at King, who’s smirking like he’s already a step ahead of me. He probably is. He’s been in a good place lately—focused, lighter even. It’s strange to see after everything, but I can’t complain. He’s my brother, and for the first time in years, it feels like we’re truly in sync.The twins have turned our world upside down in the best way. Queenie’s been handling everything like a pro, balancing the chaos of our family with the chaos of club life. Baby Caleb is toddling around like he owns the place, and the twins, Ruby and Daisy, are always keeping us on our toes. Life is full, and though it’s overwhelming sometimes, it’s everything I didn’t know I wanted.I step off my bike and stretch. King does the same, then glances at me with a grin. “Ready for today?”“Yeah,” I reply, though my voice fe
King’s POVIt’s been two months since we found out Queenie was having girls—twins. Two months of chaos, laughter, and a whole lot of learnin'. Sittin' on the clubhouse steps with a cup of coffee in my hand, I let my thoughts drift. Life feels different now. Better, maybe. Calmer. Though “calm” isn’t exactly the word I’d use to describe this club or my family.I’ve been spendin' more time with Kian. It’s something I should’ve done years ago but never did. I was too wrapped up in myself, in the club, in provin' I was the best choice for Prez. Kian was always just the kid in the background. Now, I see him for who he is—a sharp, thoughtful kid with a wicked sense of humor. He’s not a biker, not in the traditional sense, but he’s found his place here. He’s good with numbers, helping with the financial side of things, and he’s got this way of readin' people that reminds me of his mom.He’s been givin' me shit lately, though. “Finally realized I exist, huh?” he joked a few weeks ago when I i
Queenie’s POVSix months. It feels like a lifetime ago and yet just yesterday that everything changed. Lying here waiting for the woman to do the scan, I watch King and Caleb as they stand together. The sight makes my heart swell in a way I never thought possible. They’re so in sync now, their bond stronger than it’s ever been, and it’s a relief to see the tension that once lingered between them completely gone.King laughs at something Caleb says, and it’s such a genuine, carefree sound that I find myself smiling too. I still can’t believe how far he’s come. The darkness that used to grip him so tightly seems to have loosened its hold. It’s not gone entirely—I doubt it ever will be—but it’s no longer the thing that defines him. He’s lighter now, freer, and seeing him like this makes me love him even more.We’ve been staying at the club more than the cabin these past few months, something I never thought I’d be okay with. When King first suggested splitting our time between here and t
CalebShe’s a menace. A complete and utter menace. But God help me, I can’t resist her, not when she’s looking at me like that. The way she bites her lip and presses against me, whispering my name like it’s a plea and a command all at once—I’m a goner.Her lips are on mine, hot and demanding, and my hands move instinctively, sliding over her to feel the warmth of her skin. She’s soft, all curves and fire, and I’m reminded just how good it feels to have her like this. Like she’s mine. Like there’s no one else in the world.“Queenie,” I murmur against her mouth, trying to find some semblance of control. My hands tighten on her waist, holding her still as she grinds against me, her body determined to undo whatever resolve I have left. “We’re going to be late for everything, you know that, right?”Her laugh is breathless, filled with mischief. “Worth it,” she says again, her voice low and teasing, and it’s all the encouragement I need.Flipping her onto her back, I pin her beneath me, my
Queenie POVI wake up wedged between Caleb and King, feeling the weight of yesterday pressing on my chest. My mind replays everything in vivid detail, questioning every moment. If I hadn’t fought, would Delcote have still searched me? Or was it all just a punishment for not complying? He left me with my phone, almost as if he wanted me to panic.Then there’s the question of whether kicking his seat and enraging him had been a smart move. Sure, it made him stop, and that gave them the chance to find me—but did I escalate things? My thoughts spiral until I glance over to Caleb Jr.’s crib and notice it’s empty. My heart skips a beat as I sit up in a panic.“Rose and Maz have 'im,” King mutters groggily beside me. His voice is thick with sleep, and he doesn’t even open his eyes. “He woke up around half six, wanted to play, so they took him.”Relief washes over me as I let out a long breath and flop back down beside him.“How are ya feeling?” he asks quietly, turning his head to look at me
King’s POVAs we leave the hospital, the nurse hands me a printout of the ultrasound. The blurry black-and-white image of two tiny figures takes my breath away. Twins. I stare at it for a moment, the reality sinkin' in. This wasn’t how I imagined gettin' 'er checked would go, but here we are. Sliding the picture into my jacket pocket, I pull out my phone and shoot a quick message to Rose, askin' 'er to grab the portable crib and a bag of essentials from the cabin. “We’re stayin' at the club tonight,” I explain to Caleb and Queenie, who both nod in agreement.The ride back feels heavier, quieter, as if we’re all lost in our thoughts. Queenie holds onto Caleb, her grip tighter than usual, while I keep glancin' over to make sure she’s okay. The wind whips around us, but the silence between us speaks louder than anything.When we finally arrive at the club, the warm light spillin' from the windows feels oddly comfortin'. The moment we walk through the doors, Queenie makes a beeline for ba
Caleb’s POVAs we step out of the club, Honey’s voice cuts through the cool night air. “Why is Delcote back in town?” she asks, her casual tone sharp against the tension bubbling inside me. She leans casually against her car, her eyes narrowing as she looks at us. “I saw his car near the college earlier today.”Her words feel like a punch to the gut. I stop dead in my tracks, turning to meet King’s gaze. His expression mirrors mine—panic mixed with raw anger. His fists clench at his sides as his jaw tightens.“What did ya just say?” King growls, his voice low and dangerous.Honey raises an eyebrow, sensing the change in the air. “I saw his car near the campus,” she repeats slowly, looking between us. “What’s going on?”Before either of us can answer, Dad stops behind us, his voice booming as he barks orders. “Rose! Maz!” he calls out and I see them coming to the door. “Keep the baby with you. Don’t leave the club for anythin'. Got it?”Rose’s arms tighten around baby Caleb instinctive
Queenie’s POVThe end of the workday couldn’t come fast enough. I step outside, shivering as the cool air nips at my skin. My eyes scan the parking lot, but there’s no sign of King’s bike or Caleb’s. My brows furrow in confusion. They said they’d pick me up—didn’t they?I wait a few minutes, pacing slightly, trying to keep warm. Pulling out my phone, I dial Caleb first. No answer. I try King next, but it goes straight to voicemail. A frustrated sigh escapes me, and I glance up and down the street. No way am I waiting. I begin walking, deciding it will be quicker than waiting if they have totally forgotten me.The walk home feels longer than it should. My feet ache from a long shift, and the chill in the air creeps through my jacket. I forgot my purse at home this morning, so no money for a taxi or bus. Just me and the quiet streets.The faint sound of an engine behind me draws my attention. I glance back, squinting under the dim glow of a streetlamp. A patrol car slows, rolling up bes
King POV“I don’t want it,” Caleb mutters after a beat, his voice low but firm. Everyone stares at him, stunned. “I didn’t bring up that shit to get a shot at taking over. Right now, I don’t want it. I don’t want to be stuck here constantly, not when Queenie…” He trails off, realizin' he’s said too much.“Not when Queenie what?” Ink’s sharp tone cuts through the tension like a knife.Caleb sighs heavily, his hands runnin' through his hair. “Not when things are finally settlin' down. I don’t want to be tied 'ere and have 'er back at the cabin, never seein' each other.”Dad’s expression hardens. “Then why the fuck bring it up if ya didn’t want to take over?”I groan, hatin' the way this is spiraling. “He didn’t bring it up to take over,” I snap, tryin' to shield Caleb from the risin' tension. “He told Queenie, and Queenie told me. I asked him about it—he wasn’t plannin' on makin' it public.”My dad glares at both of us, frustration clear.Before he can argue I talk again. “Even if he di